Published: February 12, 2025
“Between ten thousand to fifteen thousand, the selectable areas are from District Twenty-One to District Twenty-Six. For five thousand to ten thousand, the selectable areas are from District Twenty-Seven to District Thirty-Two. For three thousand to five thousand, the selectable areas are from District Thirty-Three to District Thirty-Nine. For one thousand to three thousand, the selectable areas are from District Forty to District Forty-Four, for five hundred to one thousand, the selectable areas are from District Forty-Five to District Forty-Seven, for one hundred to five hundred, the selectable area is District Forty-Eight, for fifty to ninety-nine, the selectable area is District Forty-Nine, and for less than fifty, the selectable area is District Fifty!”
Once this announcement was made, the new players below were completely divided.
Those ranked towards the back were overjoyed, as they now had many more areas to operate in, and they weren’t in direct competition with the experts. As for those ranked similarly, they weren’t afraid of competition.
Those in the middle ranks felt a bit indifferent; although their selectable areas were reduced, the competition was also less intense, and their score changes wouldn't be significantly impacted.
But those ranked at the front were not happy.
What does this mean? You’re giving me only a few areas to choose from? Each of the top one hundred now has a fixed area? Doesn’t that mean they have to compete with each other?
They were all big players in need of points. How could the parasites or mutated creatures in the area satisfy everyone's demands?
If they wanted to continue gaining high points, they would inevitably have to kill each other! This was a covert way to cleanse the top ranks!
These people might have been low-key earlier, but in the novice battlefield, they were definitely top-tier existences. They certainly didn’t want to end up in a situation where only a handful survived after mutual slaughter.
A few members from the top families were also stunned at the beginning because their clans had never mentioned such matters before. They weren’t afraid of competition, but to compete with those who had similar scores— the level of intensity and the risks involved were not something they were willing to bear.
They had bright futures in their clans and didn’t want to risk their lives here.
Faced with the overwhelming opposition, Zizikaba's expression remained unmoved, and he coldly stated, “Silence! In addition, every area will increase the number of parasites and mutated creatures. In some newly added areas, the most powerful parasites we can find will appear. It’s very dangerous, so take care of yourselves. Of course, the points they provide will make you forget the pleasure of killing other novices.”
“Let’s begin.”
For some reason, Ye Zhongming always felt that Zizikaba seemed a bit off this time; his tone lacked the previous sharpness.
Many teleportation arrays appeared, and those ranked lower started to leave joyfully for hunting grounds without experts. For them, this cycle was a fresh start.
Next were those in the middle ranks, who had more thoughts. With less external pressure, they began to prepare in various ways.
There was no other way; those who ranked higher had familiar tricks, and they just needed to follow suit—either join forces or be ruthless.
When there were only about a thousand people left, the pace visibly slowed down.
Everyone was on high alert.
After all, even if Zizikaba mentioned the high points for killing parasites, it would definitely be very dangerous. Where was it easy to kill a fellow human? They were all experts, and a sneak attack or something could be quite difficult to defend against.
People left one after another, as if they had made an agreement. In the end, only the top fifty remained, waiting for them was the brand new District Fifty.
“Don’t worry; each person’s teleportation location is different,” one of the teleportation array personnel said to these elites among the novices.